When Will I See You Again?

This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  Some days you wake up, and it seems like any ordinary day.  But no days are ordinary to me.  Because you truly never know what will happen.

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Yesterday, Girl Person told us that we were going to go see Gandma and Gandpa.  Now, I may not be able to read a map.  But I do know that when we go and visit them, it takes us at least four hours to drive back to where we used to live near that Tampa, Florida place.  How do I know what an hour is? I do not.  But I do know time by the growl of my stomach.  And usually, dinner is always late when we make that drive.  So when Girl Person said that we were going to go and see them, I was already getting my stomach ready by a pep talk.  But as we got on the ferry, which was not the direction that we go in to see them…I knew that something was not adding up.  The Sheriff had already deciphered that information too.

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Something was not adding up.  But after the past week with all the rain, the Sheriff being sick, and the persons working too much, I was too tired to think much about it. Actually, I find it tiring to think in general, so I just don’t.  Just “being” is what I do best.  I sit back and enjoy the ride.

So as we got off of the ferry, I let the Sheriff do all of the thinking.  Girl Person continued to tell us that we were going to see Gandma and Gandpa.  But I didn’t see them anywhere at all.  And then…out of nowhere…they pulled up!  The same car that they had back in that Tampa, Florida place had driven them all of the way here!

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First of all, I realized that my dinner would not in fact be late.  And that was excellent.  And then, I realized that they had come to see us with dog treats in their car.  And then…I realized…that it was real nice to see them again.

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It was like they always show up at random.  We go somewhere like any other day, and sometimes they pull up in their car.  Most of the time, they do not.  And being on the road for such a long time made me realize that I really liked them pulling up.  But it also made me think, which I never do.  Sure, I was seeing them today.  But when would I see them again?

Life has a way of getting us caught in routine and not thinking that one day…things will change.  They will change.  They will.  If there is one thing I know after traveling for over two years now, is that the ones that you love the most will come to you wherever you are.  They may not always be able to pull up in their car, but they visit your heart.  Only if you let them.

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Just like I don’t ever take my dinner for granted, there are things in our life that we should appreciate too.  Don’t think that they just know either.  Tell them.  If we don’t tell the ones that we love how much they mean to us, sometimes that distance grows further, even if they are right beside us.

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This time tomorrow, things may be different.  In an hour from now, things may be different.  We have the choice in the moment where we are…right now…to really love.  To really feel.  To really make an effort.  As hard as it is, it will be harder if we don’t have that opportunity again.

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So thank you Gandma and Gandpa for coming to see us.

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We don’t know what the future brings, or where our adventures will lead us after next month.  But for now, we sure love you.  Persons always want things in the world to get better, but I know this.  If you want to change the world, love your family.

-Deputy Digby Pancake 

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3 thoughts on “When Will I See You Again?

  1. Jacqueline

    Gandma and Gandpa sure are precious!! And how sweet that they came to visit!! Beautiful blog. And I’ve always loved that song, I forgot who sang it, so thank you for that!!!! I’m so glad you had a beautiful day. Much love to you all!!! xoxoxo ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

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